This isn't her usual haunt but she was looking for some specific musical scores to brush up on... Even for as much as she plays, there were still a few older pieces she wanted to share with Cid - and the other ye oldes, as she affectionately calls them - that she needed the source material on to remember exactly how the notes went. That, in and of itself, isn't particularly interesting.

What might be of interest though is the way that she's grabbing books from the shelves not with her hands but with vines that grow out from her shoulderblades and move as an extension of her. Along the vines are begonias - symbolizing knowledge - as she plucks another book from a shelf before setting the one in her hands down.

"Hm," she mutters, stepping closer to where Claude is sitting but so focused on her task that she doesn't notice him just yet. The next book she's leafing through actually gets her humming a little bit. Then, more muttering: "I mean, I guess Ordo Virtutum is alright but..."